Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

The officials of Yi Kingdom led the emperor respectfully to the gate of the palace, and ended their mission.

They turned around, bowed their heads and said: "Your Majesty, you have arrived at the gate of the palace."

The officers and soldiers of Yinchao paused for a while, then turned to look at Long Huan behind him, seeing that Si Luo didn't give the order to stop, so they walked straight forward without any intention of stopping.

"Get out of the way if you don't want to get hurt!"

The soldiers of the imperial army camp did not care about the status of the monarchs of those people, and drove them out without any courtesy.

Those gorgeously dressed old guys are really blocking the way at the gate of the palace.

The dozen or so monarchs who rushed over had no choice but to get out of the way in embarrassment, allowing the horses and chariots to pass unimpeded.

"Cough cough cough!"

Luckily, King Yi came slowly. Seeing the scene in front of him, he secretly rejoiced, otherwise he would be ashamed.

He still can't deal with the emperor openly in his own territory, the time has not yet come, and the time has not come to completely tear his face.

Because of the fiasco of that battle.

Now all the monarchs have given up their minds about following the Yi Kingdom after that battle. In the past few days, no matter how many temptations he promised openly or secretly, these monarchs are all scruples and have no intention of cooperating with the Yi Kingdom. King Yi lost this part of his confidence, and was unable to tear off this layer of shame with the emperor for the time being.

For the current plan, the only way to regain face at the exchange meeting is to rectify the national style.

Because the emperor's chariot went straight to the interior of the palace without the slightest intention to stop, the monarch of Yi Kingdom returned quietly with a sullen face.

Until the emperor's chariot stopped at the courtyard of the palace, facing the direction of the main hall.

King Yi came out pretending to be staying in the main hall all the time, and greeted him with a formal smile on his face.

"Hehe, I didn't expect His Majesty to come back as a guest so soon."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the two figures sitting vaguely on the carriage, under the bead curtain.

One of them is the emperor, who is the other?

Could it be that this cold emperor has a woman?

Soon, the bead curtain was raised.

A young man with delicate features and extremely handsome appearance came out, jumped off the wheelhouse, and landed steadily.

In an instant, King Yi's doubts were resolved.

It turned out that it was not a woman, but a man.

It's strange, except for the national teacher, I have never heard of such a person beside the emperor.

Even if he is a national teacher, he has never heard of the honor of being able to sit with him.

Where did this kid come from?

Si Luo noticed King Yi's presumptuous scanning eyes, so he looked back at King Yi indifferently.

This wretched-looking old guy is King Yi?

Si Luo couldn't help raising one eyebrow.

He was obviously in a tropical area, but this old winged king was wearing a red python robe with fox fur around his waist. Just looking at it made people feel terribly hot.

Well, it's obvious the old guy is sick, and seriously sick.

She retracted her gaze and came to such a conclusion.

"Wing Wang, how are you doing these days?"

Seeing that King Yi had been staring at Si Luo non-stop, under the bead curtain, someone's eyes gradually became dangerous, and he greeted the other party for the first time, but his tone was extremely cold.

King Yi only felt a chill hit his face, he shivered unconsciously, and took a few steps back.

When he regained his senses, he looked in the direction of Long Huanche with doubts in his eyes.

At this time, an old man in black robe suddenly appeared, and blocked the face of King Yi, and also blocked the cold air.